zmorganaz

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zaterdag, 10 januari 2009 om 10:00

Some time ago their was a party.
A lot of alcohol, a lot of games.
Like all the parties are this days.
You meet, you hug, you kiss, you touch everyone.
It's all about having fun.

I need a lot of attention, I give everyone affection.
But their are rules: no love, no like, only enjoying.
A empty head, Don't think.
But know what you are doing, without a feeling.
I kiss, I touch, I play, boys or girls.
It doesn't matter anyway.
I'm drunk.

But then there was you again.
I started to play like I always do.
I hugged you, poked you, kissed you.
We all did it before.
But this time it was different, I kissed you.
And I couldn't let go anymore.
It was like you did something I really missed.
I know I need a lot of attention when I'm really drunk,
but this was to much, this was to weird.
You made me think, you pushed memories back in my brains.
Now I had a feeling, and I was enjoying.

I broke my own rules.
I knew this was wrong, it felt like a crime.
This is the thing I feared.
But I had such a good time.
I knew I needed to stop then right away.
But I couldn't help it.
I wanted you to stay.
I told you, "I start liking you".
And now the only words in my head, are the words you said:
"I like you to, but you know, only when I'm drunk."

I really like you, I know this can not be.
You will never feel what I feel.
We live in a fantasy, it's not real.
You're not gay.
Why can't we live in a drunk world everyday?